Oh, its been a hot minute, hasn’t it? Life surely has gotten in the way — well, not exactly, but I wish I had a viable excuse to say why I’ve put this off for so long. I have 30-40 poems but I never feel like sharing them because I always have a block that … More catch-up (pep talks II)
I don’t write for myself. I write so that others can be helped through my words. I write for everyone who is broken. … More this is for you
Talking to myself seems embarrassing. I cringe when I have to encourage myself to keep going and that I don’t have much longer. The only words that mean anything are my own because no one around me can know that I’m struggling. Keeping my eyes open or a smile on my face is sometimes the … More pep talks
Originally posted on RWT:
December of 2014 was one of the worst months of my life. I tried to kill myself. But once again, I couldn’t. I tried to hang myself from the towel hooks in the bathroom. No one would have ever guessed as to why though. I had a job, I had a…
a conversation with my social anxiety. … More anxiety.
We talked smack, we dressed up, we threw down. I don’t know a lot about football, even though I claim myself such a huge fan. I did grow up with it, I just didn’t pay attention to players, plays, or rules necessarily. So I don’t know how to really write a review of the game … More superbowl fifty-two
I have been comparing myself to other people lately and it has torn me up and down about how I wish my life was like someone else’s. Not everything, but certain small things or attributes that I wish I had. I feel like when they start anything adventurous or new, everyone and their brothers want … More honesty hour v